Personal Narrative: I Was Adolf Hitler A Hero Or Villain

I didn’t do anything to go down in history as a hero or villain. I was just a typical person living in Germany. I liked to drink in the pub with my friends, or in the barracks when I enlisted in the German military. I had plenty of friends, but Adolf Hitler and I had been together longer than I could remember. Whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, I don’t really know. Knowing Adolf had its ups and downs. At least it did for me, maybe not so much for the next person. Hitler once told me, “Any alliance whose purpose is not the intention to wage war is senseless and useless” (Brainy Quotes). Twenty years later I still wonder if what we had was a friendship or if I was just one of his alliances. I talk just as often as I breathe. I have

I believed in Hitler, don’t get me wrong. Germany prospered when he came into power, even the leaves on the trees were greener when he rose. But the more empowered he felt over ruling people the more hatred showed for specific people with racism against Jews, handicapped, homosexuals, or anyone else who did not fit into the class of German Aryans. He persuaded his people to try to expand Germany (Giblin 97). Adolf’s determination for Germany was endless. He was always coming up with new reforms to help Germany’s people. He gained support with the way he spoke, although it wasn’t often. In speeches and on radio casts, he did reach families (Bartoletti 27). Even the sound of his voice captivated me; he was so exciting and captivating (Bartoletti 27). His racism showed when Germany hosted the Olympics, and Hitler attended the events. When the Aryans won, he was ecstatic. But he would become angry when any African Americans won and would make rude remarks (Giblin

I stayed by Adolf throughout the war. When he knew the end of the war was near, he also knew what he had done to six million people, but he wasn’t guilty. He was my friend, so I advised him to go to his house in the Alps. There, he would not be killed by any surrounding countries (History.com Staff). I knew when he said he was not going to retreat, something bad was going to happen. I had protected him for so long, but this one was on him. He tricked me and the rest of his security to send him to an air raid shelter. He feared that the British would set off more tear gas. We got Adolf and his mistress Eva, who had known him almost as long as I had, to safety. On the day of April 30, 1945, Adolf and Eva went into one room of the air shelter; he ordered everyone but me to stay out. Hitler then informed me that he was going to give Eva a cyanide capsule, and he would follow. On that day, I watched the life go out of Eva Braun. After Adolf took the capsule, he used his service pistol and killed himself (History.com Staff). As he wished, we took him and Eva to be cremated (History.com Staff). All in one day, my best friend had died and the life I knew was completely